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A day, not a disaster area!

Yesterday, Stressy College Chick Shift Ops Super
(abbrieviated as "Slappy" when I update from my phone)
and I decided that as far as we were concerned, we
were having a building disaster area instead of a day.

I suspect that Jane and Joe Random Phone Goon do not
know how much paperwork is involved for a bad monitor
report. The monitor has to document the offense
completely enough so that if necessary, it'll stand up
in an unemployment hearing as grounds for termination
(either completely or partial). Then the Shift Ops
Supervisor has to document the incident in the system.
After that, the supervisor gets to discuss the thing
with the person, or, depending on the severity of the
incident, more than one supervisor...

It's a day.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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